She wants a man with very big hands,
Rugged, a pure thoroughbred.
But who only eats organic
And cries at Titanic
And lets Chihuahuas sleep in their bed.
She wants a man like Superman
To save her from girls who are bitchy.
With muscles galore
A soft spot for Dior
And a tattoo of big Lionel Richie.
She wants a man with an all-over tan
Who’ll never grow into a grump.
Handsome and clever
Who’ll love her forever
And won’t mind when she gets a bit plump.
The perfect man (with adequate hands)
Enters and asks ‘Can I kiss you?’
She’ll politely refuse
Because of his shoes
Who knew that this too was an issue?